Snow?
Did someone say, "snow'?
I know I must have misheard you because I HATE SNOW!
Actually it isn't the snow that I hate so much as everything is symbolizes: the cold, the icy winds, the wintry weather, the months and months of chill, the shoveling, the scraping, the crappy slow driving...the only redeemable thing about winter is that it eventually ends. And that is the one fact about it that most seems in doubt while we are in the midst of it.
arrrrgh!
CW: Workshop day tomorrow. Countdown: 17 Do you know where your portfolio is?
E3H: The Asher Lev notes from today are at this link. We are back in Portrait tomorrow.
E2CP: Read the first pages of Chapter Three of the Sound and Sense book, including information on denotation v connotation and the poems "There Is No Frigate Like a Book" and "When My Love Swears She Is Made Of Truth." When you don't understand something in a poem, here's what to do: if it's a word, look it up. If it's an image or metaphor, see if it makes more sense on second or third reading. (You should always read a poem more than once. The first time is just to experience it; the later ones are to make meaning from it.) Whatever it is, if it doesn't become clear when you are finished, write it down on a post-it and put it in the book for discussion in class!
And now, with December upon us, let's take on final look back at some of the highlights of November:
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